User blog comment:Princess of Mousetheives/Creatures of the East RPG/@comment-39940417-20190921020514/@comment-43697558-20190930164019

Wrackfur put his arm around the ocelot. "Quit crying, all's fergiv'n. Besides." he whispered to the cat, "They don' want ta kill us. They'd 'ave done it earlier. C'mon."